After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

"enough!"

Huo Shuixian clenched her fists and couldn't help but roar.

"You keep talking about your father, your father. Is your father He Anhai?!"

Huo Shuixian immediately regretted her words.

"Who my father is, I may want to know, but it's none of your business."

Qin Chuan paused, turned around, and glanced at Huo Shuixian with a cold expression.

"You... you're just asking me to climb a ladder, and then lead everyone through the second realm to unlock the third realm."

Taking a deep breath, Huo Shuixian immediately said, "This matter is very simple for you, and you will also receive good fortune."

Moreover, by doing this, we can forge good relationships with everyone, which will pave the way for your future path in the Tianyuan Continent…”

Although she also had a desire to enter the third realm, ultimately, her intentions towards Qin Chuan were good.

I spoke those words in a fit of anger.

Qin Chuan understood this.

It was precisely because he did not sense any malice from Huo Shuixian that he had never been hostile towards her.

At this moment, Qin Chuan's expression softened somewhat.

"Let me lead you into the third realm, I can," Qin Chuan said calmly.

"Twenty million spirit crystals is too little. I want half of your harvest within the third realm!"

You have agreed to this matter, made a pact, and swore an oath by the fall of the Dao.

We cultivators value our vows, especially those related to cultivation, and do not wish to leave any unresolved issues.

Otherwise, not only will cultivation cease, but one day both body and soul will perish.

If you disagree, then consider this as a fact and wait for the collapse of the second realm.

The choice is yours.

After saying that, Qin Chuan pushed open the door of the house and stepped out.

"Don't you want to enter the third realm yourself?"

Just then, Wang Zhuoyun suddenly spoke.

"I have gained enough in this second realm. Whether or not I enter the third realm is irrelevant to me."

Qin Chuan didn't turn around, but walked away, leaving everyone in silence.

Each of them struggled internally, and even though they were furious with Qin Chuan, they were helpless.

That ladder appeared because of Qin Chuan, and only Qin Chuan can step onto it.

They all tried, but could only see, not touch…

a few days later.

When Qin Chuan and his group met again, each of them made a vow in front of Qin Chuan.

He promised that once he entered the third realm, he would give half of what he had gained in the third realm at the end.

Or perhaps, at Qin Chuan's prior request, it was given to Qin Chuan.

The vow bears witness, and the words spoken are the principles.

For these geniuses of the Tianyuan Continent whose future achievements are immeasurable.

They cannot have any unresolved issues. If they break their promise, the unresolved issues will affect their cultivation because the vow remains.

If it were merely words, or ordinary vows, that would be one thing.

But it was precisely after they made their vows that things started to change.

Qin Chuan actually produced a set of Taoist techniques that seemed simple, but were actually extremely insidious and vicious.

This method is very simple; anyone with a cultivation level of at least a Mystic Master can practice it.

Its name is Daozheng.

Qin Chuan had asked He Anhai for it outside He Anhai's cave over the past few days.

It is one of the Taoist practices that existed in ancient times and were specifically designed to bind and bind each other.

With this method in place, once the promise is broken, the soul will be shattered, the path to the Great Dao will be lost, and cultivation will plummet.

With no other choice, everyone could only cautiously make a vow in order to enter the third realm.

We pledge our vows with the law, and fulfill our promises to each other.

As for those few who were unwilling to make the oath, they could only grit their teeth and accept it under the pressure from others, without Qin Chuan having to intervene.

After all, no one wants to pay the price, while some people can reap the rewards without paying.

But clearly, none of them knew that among all the people they considered themselves to be...

Without Qingli, there is no Ancestor Yuwen.

In contrast, Qin Chuan also made a vow here.

He will ascend the ladder to heaven as they request, but he will decide the time himself.

Furthermore, it was a promise made in the days to come in the second realm.

We will not use our power to suppress them, so that they don't have to hide.

This promise is something that others have been eagerly anticipating.

They had asked themselves this question many times.

He was probably the most frustrated person among all the sects and families in history who had entered this second realm.

They dared not make a fuss, nor approach the fourth peak.

Even when they saw those纨绔 (sons of rich kids) whizzing by in the sky, they would immediately lower their heads, afraid of being recognized by Qin Chuan.

They had endured this for several months and had long since reached their limit.

Now I can finally relax and enjoy some of this ancient sunshine...

After reaching an agreement with everyone, Qin Chuan realized that the date for leaving this place was fast approaching.

He was about to leave this illusory ancient world and return to the real world.

He felt no attachment to this place, whether it was his status as a playboy or his former life.

For Qin Chuan, it was all just a dream; when he woke up, he could forget everything.

But the one person he couldn't forget was his father, He Anhai, whom he had spent his entire life with.

That kind of fatherly love immersed Qin Chuan, making him unwilling to wake up, unwilling to forget He Anhai when the dream ended.

In this illusory ancient world, he experienced the feeling of having his father by his side.

This feeling could even be said to have made up for the regrets left in Qin Chuan's heart in his early years.

He no longer sought to comprehend the Dao; aside from refining elixirs, he spent most of his time sitting cross-legged outside He Anhai's cave.

Although He Anhai did not open the door to the cave, Qin Chuan remained seated there, occasionally speaking.

Life seemed to continue peacefully like this.

Calm and uneventful, nothing out of the ordinary.

Li Yunchu was still in seclusion and had not opened his eyes. Qin Chuan had gotten used to this kind of life.

He even thought more than once that if things continued like this, it might not be such a bad way to live.

Until half a month later, when the overlapping scene appeared almost every day.

Qin Chuan knew he was leaving.

The reluctance in his heart, along with waves of complex and indescribable thoughts, always left Qin Chuan feeling melancholy.

He looked at the sky, at the earth, and at the seven peaks of the first heaven.

Looking at the fourth peak, and at He Anhai's cave.

When he closes his eyes, scenes from his time here will appear before him.

Initially, he admitted his mistake; then came the beatings; and later, He Anhai's doting affection.

Within the Demon Immortal Sect, Qin Chuan could never forget the father and son of this lifetime, and everything that had happened.

He suddenly felt very grateful to He Jiusheng for bringing him in.

By fulfilling his wish, I also fulfilled my own.

"Father's love is as steadfast as a mountain..."

It's unclear what thoughts influenced his alchemy practice.

Late that night, Qin Chuan refined his last batch of pills within this second realm.

Qin Chuan had forgotten exactly what herbs were put into this batch of pills.

He was immersed in respect for He Anhai and in the beauty of these days.

Immersed in the lifelong bond between father and son, he continuously placed medicinal herbs into the alchemy furnace.

The flavor of each herb represents the color of his heart.

They gradually blended together and began the alchemy process!